"Leigh, wake up."

Someone shook me. I wished they would stop. Raindrops plinked around me and fell on my face, gathering above my eyelids. My arm screamed with pain. Someone touched the part that hurt the most.

"Don't touch me," I said, my voice cracking.

"It's me. Jo. Wake up, Leigh."

My eyes fluttered open, sending more drops down my cheeks. "Jo? You okay?"

"I'm fine," she sobbed. Sheets of rain plastered her brassy hair to her face. Rivulets ...